« Aujourd'hui, Pépé est mort » - 01/08/18

17/08/1934 - 19/07/2018

White doves on rooftops.

Ring pulls hooked on thumbs.

Wrapped in his cardigan,

seated in his chair;

wrapped in his arms.

Before us, laid bare,

the time we wasted -

when we thought there would be time -

and the time we treasured, wasted still,

when we knew there was none.

Not a moment used wrongly,

whether present or not.

Treasure stories met with tears,

quizzes and corrections and

years, on years...

Gentle.

Unending.

Always recounting,

"58 years..."